A new life, that was all I needed. Parents moved to somewhere, telling me that they didn't want to worry about me anymore so that left me to fend for myself. I am a smart girl, part of the reason I never could find the right man, but I did have a body to use, as well as magicks, so I wasn't too worried. It was hard at first of course, just letting any man touch me, but as time passed it got easier. I haven't decided if I should worry that now I actually look forward to waking up and working each day, but I will say it is nice to hold the power over men that I do. For once I am the one in control of what they get to fee and what pleasures they have. It is nice, having that amount of control over someone.The men never seem to complain, well not all are men, but no matter they never seem to complain so I must be doing something right. Though as I look at it who would honestly complain when you are making every wish, every fantasy come true? I still can't help but miss the way things used to be, when my parents didn't hate me and I had friends. Maybe one day I will get the best of both worlds. For now though, I will just be content in knowing I am wanted by men and continue to make their wishes come true.[[open to anyone]]
Funny, what seems to be deemed acceptable. Deadly little rich girl can kill men with her bare hands and satisfy her appetites in the dark of the night, so long as the money doesn't go on the books and nobody finds out. Daddy's happy to fund my little excursions, means I won't be bringing home and burly bikers anytime soon. It'd be sweet if it wasn't so fucked up. Wants to keep my poor little heart safe, wants to make sure I don't go out and meet someone who'd steal me away. God forbid I be happy. Well, the general defenition of happy.My defenition of happy can be contained within four walls. Another town, another brothel, more sins of the flesh. Oh course I love all seven, but none so much as I love lust. So far I'd stuck to wasting my money on men, but I was defenitley keeping my options open....
I noticed a young girl walk in and she seemed just the perfect person for me to get to "know". I slowly sauntered over to her, waiting to see if she noticed me first.I had a leather skirt on, tight in the right places, a tight blouse and if you looked really close you could tell I had nothing more than that on.I sit down on the stool next to her motioning to the bar tender to give me something good and looked over, waiting to see if she spoke.
I'm eye catching- I don't need to be, of course, the money I've got on me will defenitley serve to see that I get what I want either way, but I like the feeling of being wanted, real or artificial, it sates me. I'm perched on a barstool when a pair of blue eyes settles down next to me and waits for comment. My eyeline travels from those eyes on down, and the sight makes my mouth a little dry.Alot of the women aren't extraordinary, really. Good at what they do, yeah, I'm sure, but I hadn't seen one who could rival- well, me. I imagined it must be stunning to see us there, sitting together like rare, expensive birds, painted up and tarted out. Probably hard to figure who was the whore, but I didn't forget.Since we were both women, I figured I could start with something a little more tactful than, dothe drapes match the carpet? even though suddenly I was dying to find out."I like the outfit."
I smiled wickedly cocking my head to the side "Thank you" said in a soft seductive voice. I was determined to make some money tonight and the girls always pay well."Anything you looking for in particular?" Ok that was lame, so what, it gets the message across.
I smile, a grin that slides across my face and I slowly angle toward her, setting my elbow on the bar and balancing my chin on my fingers, I tilt my head down and look at her from under painted lids."I was hoping to let it find me." Oh and it did. Sure this was completely new territory, but I'd done crazier things in the bedroom, it was only a matter of time before I got around to girls."I've been told this is where a person when they're looking to be satisfied."
I let my arm slide over and my finger trace its way up her arm. "I am sure that satisfaction is in the cards for you today." I said softly my head now cocked to the other side. "I am positive I can bring you satisfaction, make every one of your fantasies come true, all you need to do is ask."I wanted to know what she wished for, what her fantasies were, and how she wanted me to make them come true. I could tell that she longed for a good time, that she was starving for satisfaction, now all I had to do was provide that for her.
It's strange, being on the other side of seduction. Strange and interesting to see. If only there were some assurance that she saw in me what I saw in her. But there'd be no way to know, I can tell already she's quite the actress and I'm appreciating the show. Her finger is crawling up my arm and curiosity is crawling up my back. I want to try this."If you're willing to teach, I'd say I'm quite the apt pupil."I smile in her direction, my eyes glidng over smooth pale skin.
I look down in mock innocece. "What is it you want to learn? I am willing to teach you anything you want." Undertones of mischeviousness in my voice as I spoke.I slowly moved behind the young girl gently brushing her hair away and lean in barely brushing against her ear subtly nibbling as I spoke. "You have to tell me what you desire, I will make it happen."
My eyes slip half closed at the attention, there's nothing I love more than being doted on, a therapist once told me it was something about not getting hugged enough- something like that. I fired the bitch anyway, what does she know?I like attention. I like to be touched. Probably since before it was appropriate for me to."I want you. I want you to make me feel- I want you to make it all go away." A little telling, yeah, but honest enough.
"Make the world and all its harsh realities fade?" I asked as I moved behind her to the other side my warm lips against her neck kissing my way to her ear. "your wish is my command."I then moved back in front of her my hand sliding down her arm to meet her hand interlocking my fingers with hers. I gently pull her to her feet prepared to guide her to the room where I know I can fulfill all her desires.
Her lips against my skin are wonderful, especially soft, and I arch my neck toward the feeling, some of the tenseness that inhabits my muscles slipping away with what's left of my inhibitions.She guides me down a semi-dark hallway and the first thing I can think is that this place is nice. Some places like this have a grand sitting room and rickety cots upstairs or matresses on wooden floors...but this was fully carpeted, painted in a pleasing color, and even the doors were stained in a warm, inviting way. They must do good business.
Once in the room I turned to her. "Do you have any requests?" I asked with devilish smile. She didn't respond so I again walked behind her running my hands over her body getting a feel of every inch of her. I then move around to the front of her ushering her to the a bench slowly unbuttoning her shirt along the way.
The way she touches me is just as possesive as a man, but the tone is more about exploring, than taking and having. It feels good, and defenitley erotic. I can't stop looking at her, the beauty of her form and the way she moves.She asks me if I have any requests and I say the first thing that crops up in my mind, something that's on my mind. "...got any toys?"I'd be surprised if she didn't, even some men are into that. Even if I don't have a specific idea how this is going to go, I do have one thing in particular in mind.
"Who needs toys when you have this..." I said laying my hand out flat and watching as light poured from them. She seemed shocked at first, maybe even afraid, but as I watched I could tell she would never admit it."That is if you don't want this, I am sure I can find someone who does have a few toys." I said giving the girl an out if she really wanted something different. I did have to admit, I would be disappointed though.
The world is a crazy damn place. I've always known. One big long freakshow of which I was one of the stars. Aparently so is she. It surprises me, yeah, but at the same time it doesn't surprise me at all. What could be more real than magic?I wet my lips, curious most of all."well...maybe you should show me what you can do..."
I smile as I return to undressing this perfect body. I slide my fingers between her skin and the material of her blouse, efortlessly I slide it off and lay it on a nearby chair.I then lean in, brushing her hair aside and begin to kiss and suck on her neck leaving subtle marks along the way. My hands slid down her body caressing every inch of her, cupping her breast and massaging it, then taking it into my mouth sucking and gently nibbling.
She strips me down and I help, lifting my arms as she pulls my blouse away. I let myself relax, knowing I don't have to impress her, heck, I don't even have to be any good. It's about what I want, and what I need, and I'm just fine with that.Her lips are on my skin again and the thought of events to come sends a tingle through the very core of me. I wiggle my hips a little under her hands and take in a soft breath as her lips lock around my nipple. I love the feeling, and half of men don't think to do it unless you ask.I run my fingers up through her hair, gripping it at the back of her head a little and arching my back toward the sensation.
I could tell she was enjoying this, she wanted more. Her fingers laced through my hair and her breath quickening, I had yet to use any magicks and she was already on edge.Breaking my lips away from her breast I look into her eyes "Lay back" I say simply motioning to the bed.
I'm not quite ready to just sit back and enjoy, it's not something I'd ever tried, not for lack of wanting, it's just not what I'm used to. Best way to learn things is to try them, so I was more than ready to jump headfirst into unknown territory.She looks at me and I take her suggestion, moving to the bed and sitting, then laying back, spread gracefully on the cushy surface.